I apologise for the delay in writing more. I found a little collection of distractions. I wouldn't have taken so long, but I had to give an excuse to go off alone, find them, and then wait for a few injuries to heal before I got back. Damn things are starting to get smarter.
A lot of other things happened too, and writing about some of this isn't easy for me. I don't like to talk about it much. That said, as you know, I don't really have a chance to.
You try seeing how you'd have done in my place, and tell me you'd have dealt with it any better than I did.

In just a few short hours, everything had changed for me.
The town was gone, burned to the ground.
The sacred grounds were gone, also burned.
The pack was gone, and with them the protection that had existed over the grounds was gone too.
Every werewolf, young and old, was gone – save only me.
Kieran, with his last breath, had named me Kamaz, the werewolf champion. This only added to what I had available, bringing me more reserves of speed and power in my alternate forms and boosting my senses further still in all forms. The only form unchanged in appearance was my original human form, but that was only because I hadn't been born a werewolf.
I was the last of my kind, alone and without any pack or allies. Oh, some true wolves might agree to help me, but they lacked the power I did when it came to the vampires, now my sworn enemies. I'd made an oath to avenge the pack on them, and I had every intention of fulfilling it.
My first priority was to my friends though. Kathann had promised he'd keep them safe. He'd ordered me to ensure their safety before that of the pack's, and it had cost me the pack. He was meant to watch over us, now I wanted answers from him, so I turned back to a wolf to get their quickly.
He was still sat guarding them on the crag used for the ancient ritual when I arrived. Somehow, he'd created a shelter for them to keep the rain off and a small fire for some warmth. Now they slept peacefully around it, all unaware of what had happened.
He seemed to have a sense of surprise about him as I approached though.
"You are alone? What of the pack?"
"What pack?" I answered in a reproachful tone. "In saving them-" I jerked my muzzle toward the others, "I lost the pack."
"Lost? All of them?"
"Every last one. I'm the only survivor. Kieran was the last to go. He named me Kamaz before he went."
"I cannot permit this," a new voice said. It was clearly feminine, and had archaic but commanding tones to it. A woman garbed in a flowing green robe strode out of the forest. As she did so, I had the sense of an immense presence. This was another god, no doubt about it. Kathann's presence was gentle, but this one was so powerful it was simply impossible for it to be gentle.
"Mother," Kathann greeted the woman with deepest respect. "I have failed to safeguard their kind as I promised. Forgive me."
"You are not at fault, child," she told him. "And neither does the fault lay upon you, Sora."
"Then where does it lie?" he asked of her.
"That is not a concern for either of you. You should return to your watch over wolves alone, my son."
If that happened, I'd lose my only tools against the vampires. I had to step in, god or not.
"Hey, wait a moment!" I broke in. "What about me? I'm still a werewolf."
"I would rid you of that curse, Sora. There has been enough suffering because of the curses I laid upon men. There is no need for you to go the same way as the last pack."
"I don't want you to take it from me!"
"You are but one werewolf, against all vampire-kind. What can you do?"
"I can fight. I'm the only one of the few left who can use a keyblade, but I still fight against all the Heartless. The vampires are no different to me, I'll take them on just like the Heartless."
"You would follow a path of certain death just for the slim chance you may be able to make good on your oath?"
She remained calm, but I wasn't going to stand for her seemingly casual dismissal of my talents.
"It won't just be a slim chance. I'll do what I swore to do, and I'll keep on going until they suffer the same fate they think they've given my kind, and if I can't achieve it, then at least I'll have done the honourable thing and tried."
"Yet I repeat; you are but a single werewolf. You would follow the rest of your kind into oblivion if you chose that path."
Kathann's eyes lit up with an idea. "Not if I continued to watch over him. I will lend my strength to him."
"This is not your fight, my son. You will stand down and out of it."
"No! I will not – I will stand by his side and we will fight them together."
"That is not permitted. We are not to directly get involved in the affairs of any world, Kathann. You know that."
"Then do something, Mother – or I will ignore the rules and give him every bit of aid I can."
"Why?"
"Through them, I have seen past wolves and into men. I understand them better than before. The vampires are a blight upon this land – they feed on men who are not as they are, killing them just to survive, and have no care for anyone but themselves. You cursed them, but they also curse the land with their very presence. I can no more permit them to continue to exist than I can permit you to take the gift that Kamaz has, even if it means bringing every wolf that exists into this."
She regarded us, her expression still one of complete calm. Kathann stood silent beside me, having said his piece.
"I swore an oath," I told her again. "I told Kieran I would avenge the pack, and I will. I swore to take out every vampire that exists, and I will. You can make me a normal human again, or leave me a werewolf, but either way I will do what I swore to do."
"Tell me, Sora," she said then. "Where do you honestly believe the blame lies?"
I considered it, then with some hesitation, "With you. You are the one who caused both our kinds to exist."
I expected to her take this badly – one does not lightly accuse a God – but to my surprise, she nodded. "The universe demands balance. If I do anything, something else must be done to counterbalance it. When I cursed one of the two armies that day, I had to curse the other as well."
"I don't see it as a curse."
"You have a different perspective to I."
"If you could return me to human again though, why can't you just do the same to the vampires?"
"While I have power in abundance, they are too numerous, and too wide-spread. If the first of them were no more, and they were gathered in one place, then I could remove the curse on all of them."
"Why does he have to be out of the picture?"
"He has lived for so long that he is immune to my power. He must be destroyed before I can do anything to the remaining vampires, and even then, if but a single vampire is not present, then they can bring them back once more."
"I've got a plan."
"Indeed? Can you guarantee it will work?"
"Let me think. I challenge the old guy to fight me. Of course, I'm outmatched, so I'll tell him he'll have the chance to finish the last werewolf publicly, in front of their entire kind. If he's as arrogant as the rest, he'll do it. Then all I have to do is defeat him while they watch, and you can handle the rest."
"It has the charm of being simple," Kathann noted. "I believe it would work, Mother. They are unaware of his survival, and think themselves victorious. If they found out otherwise, they would not hesitate to see the end in person, I believe."
She regarded us once more, then nodded again.
"Very well. I will lend you my own aid in your time of need only, Kamaz. Whatever I do, know that whatever I do must be counterbalanced, and you will bear the consequences – whatever they may be. The destruction of such an ancient being as your prey demands equal balance."
The implications of that did not exactly suggest the best outcome, but it was all I needed to do what I promised.
"I too will continue to lend you my aid, my tactics and the hybrid form I gave to the werewolves," Kathann told me. "A worthier werewolf I have never met."
The woman touched her fingertips to each of our heads. For a very brief moment, I had the sense of an immense mind brushing on my own, then it was gone. She turned and headed back into the forest. She seemed to fade into them, until she wasn't there any longer.
"Join me in remembrance of all those who lost their lives today before I too leave," Kathann asked me.
"What of my friends?"
"They will not awake. Mother's power still abides here. She will ensure they are not disturbed by this."
"Wait."
"What is it, Kamaz?"
"Where is he? I have to know."
Kathann regarded me gravely for a long time, the only sounds that of the fire crackling, the rain hissing and my friends sleeping. Donald still snores. Don't let him tell you otherwise.
"Run for two days to the east of the Sacred Grounds," he told me at last. "There you will find a fortress-town. The inhabitants are all human until you reach the castle in the centre. The Vampires use the humans there as feeding stock."
"That's horrible."
"They induce belief in the humans that it is in their better interests – a small literal blood tithe in exchange for protection from everything. Is this all you require?"
I nodded, trusting he was right about my friends not awaking. Then we lifted both our muzzled and gave a great howl for all the wolves and werewolves that were no more. When our howls faded he had gone, leaving me alone with my friends.
I didn't sleep that night. It's hard to sleep after seeing an entire pack wiped out, and harder knowing that I could have made a difference. At the time, I blamed myself for what happened. It took me a while to get over that.
I spent most of it staring into the embers of the fire Kathann had created. The plan I'd come up with was typical of me, not thought out, minimal planning, and just a spur of the moment idea. It turned out to be one of the last ones I ever made that way.
When it started to grow light, I figured some breakfast was in order and hunted down another deer. I'd have tried going for a boar, I certainly felt the need to take out stress and anger on something, but it was still probably too much for me to handle.
I didn't prepare it around the others, it would have left me with strange questions. Instead, I tried to remember what I'd seen while with Kadach, taking some of the better meat, then built up the fire a bit more and started to cook on it. It's not as easy as it sounds.
I didn't say much when they woke either, and I didn't eat anything. I'd taken my fill from the deer before I started cooking it.
They knew something was wrong, but I wouldn't talk about it. After a few short answers, they stopped asking. We went back to the remains of the pack's town, and I attempted to ensure their safety before I left again. We carefully avoided where the grounds were. I wanted to spare them the sights those there had suffered.
There were, of course, objections to my insistence on going off alone again, so I told them I wouldn't be gone long, and that all I was doing was looking for any survivors again. I don't think they really believed me, to be honest, and I ended up sneaking out again. That happens a lot – I sneak out, Kairi takes me to task when I get back. I used to promise not to do it again, but I broke that promise quite often.